Chapter 117: Domain Expansion: Unpredictable Stage of Fate
Clack.
It was as if the sound of a broken shackle echoed through the night sky.
At this moment, inexplicable images and voices flashed through the minds of the three magical girls in Full Bloom.
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In a mirror, a young girl wrapped entirely in bandages stared at herself.
The room reflected in the mirror was pale and monotonous, like a hospital ward. The girl stood in an odd posture before the mirror, her golden eyes lifeless, as if she had lost all hope.
Muffled voices drifted in from outside the ward.
“Was it the terrorist attack by that 【Eight O'Clock Circus】 last time?”
“How pitiful... that kid was only fourteen, and her whole body was burned like that, not to mention being eroded by negative magic power all over... Just living must be agonizing for her.”